Karaoké Remain Old (Saleka Shyamalan)

Somewhere on the edge of sleep

There is a taste of peace

Every night we dance in my dreams

But cupid's an archer

His violent departure leaves us at the altar

Wounded, weak and ready to bleed

I'll wash away some day

No monuments made in my name

There is no life I'd trade

You were my reason to remain

And I will remain

Through comfort and pain

'Till I wash away

You are all that I can see

Alone I'm obsolete

Every fight is purgatory

Stripped of the armor

We plead and we barter

We stray from our harbor

Searching for some false remedy

I'll wash away some day

No monuments made in my name

There is no life I'd trade

You were my reason to remain

And I will remain

Through comfort and pain

'Till I wash away

I could never leave you

You are my first and last love

Every day I'm near you

I have enough

I'll wash away some day

No monuments made in my name

There is no life I'd trade

You were my reason to remain

And I will remain

Oh ho oh oh oh oh oh

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